Bistro Bijou

[Angeline]

Now this guy I like. And it's a male upskirt!

http://au.geocities.com/bellejazz_73/kiltbum.jpg

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Those dudes wearing underwear in the previous pic would get beat up by real kilt-wearers. And what's with that pink bikini? kinky!

But that other picture. goodness yes. That's kinda um yeah. Um. Yeah.

brb

bj

 

[Angeline]

Those dudes wearing underwear in the previous pic would get beat up by real kilt-wearers. And what's with that pink bikini? kinky!

But that other picture. goodness yes. That's kinda um yeah. Um. Yeah.

brb

bj

And my boyfriend agrees that he's pervy enough to go along with well about anything.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*enormous and extremely pervy grin*

I have noticed, over the long years, that once most men get a taste of what it feels like to wear either a kilt or a sarong, they usually wonder why they waited so long to be brave enough to try it. And they look for any excuse to get back into one after that.

I've personally made several recruits.

bj

 

[champagne1982]

Yeah, the isolated surreal blurt thing. That makes us the Nightmare Scenario for most normal men, y'know. That chick who is even less predictable, more emotionally driven and (worst of all) probably smarter than regular women, and who might (augh) make you listen to her read her poetry (gods forbid).

Nail polish and french kissing?

you are the BEST GRRRL EVER. Color me, wholeheartedly, there.

So. Don't grrrls also do, like, confessional gossip and stuff? Cause I'm just busting with something. Let's play truth or dare.

Truth question: What were your opinions of sex after the very first time you tried it?

bj

Meh! I was totally disappointed. It didn't like, hurt or anything but the whole call me next week thing got a little wearing, 'specially since he kept wanting the sex thing every time we were alone. I'm like, pfft .. my virginity is gone << my choice, my heart is broken (he was leaving town in a month << his choice) and all you wanna do is up the ante on the pregnancy game. Nuh - uh... so I didn't have sex again until 2 years later.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Meh! I was totally disappointed. It didn't like, hurt or anything but the whole call me next week thing got a little wearing, 'specially since he kept wanting the sex thing every time we were alone. I'm like, pfft .. my virginity is gone << my choice, my heart is broken (he was leaving town in a month << his choice) and all you wanna do is up the ante on the pregnancy game. Nuh - uh... so I didn't have sex again until 2 years later.

It's funny. I've noticed that with a lot of things, the second time is way better than the first. Lotsa pressure, that first time.

Hi Champie! Welcome to the Pervy Grrrls Afternoon Frothy Boat Drink Party! Any questions for the grrrls (I'm busy practicing french kissing over here, but just poke me if you need me).

bj


eta: I wonder if UYS is done with Leon yet. I'd like to hump his leg again, first for that excellent haiku education he's been giving in the Archive thread, and second for the little bistro product placement.

*hump hump*

 

[Angeline]

It's funny. I've noticed that with a lot of things, the second time is way better than the first. Lotsa pressure, that first time.

Hi Champie! Welcome to the Pervy Grrrls Afternoon Frothy Boat Drink Party! Any questions for the grrrls (I'm busy practicing french kissing over here, but just poke me if you need me).

bj

eta: I wonder if UYS is done with Leon yet. I'd like to hump his leg again, first for that excellent haiku education he's been giving in the Archive thread, and second for the little bistro product placement.

*hump hump*

You made me think of a pajama party (though I never practiced French-kissing at one--I never had to practice it, the skill was just sort of there).

I have a friend who used to post here, karmadog (a very funny guy--if you ever get bored, seach and read his Freakin Good Titles thread; it's a hoot), who was fascinated with pajama parties. He had pajama party fantasies.

Ok, here's another truth or dare cause I just remembered something funny.

Truth or Dare: When did you get your first dildo? Did you buy it? Was it a gift?

My Truth: Karmadog advised me on my first dildo purchase (yes, Champ, I know you're cracking up at the thought of this). I was a late bloomer on the sex toy thing (well the kind you buy), and k-doggy advised me. He sent me to some site that I'm sure is a man's fantasy of what kind of dildoes women want. They were all huge and um realistically fashioned. I told him he was nuts and I was not getting one of those things! I ended up getting one from here, a much more grrrl-friendly kinda place.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I am totally random and proud of it.

I will often have a conversation in my head and then suddenly make it audible to the rest of the world and expect them to be able to hit the ground running...

And often join other people's conversation for a few moments and then flit off back inside my head.

No wonder I got called the nymph...although I think flitting might be more of a gnat kinda thing.

Let me just say I am grateful Bijou did not dub me a gnat.

Do ypu mean not everyone does that? Phewwwww thank goodness it isn't only me

Don't say I didn't warn you.

bj

Nice hat!!

Yeah, the isolated surreal blurt thing. That makes us the Nightmare Scenario for most normal men, y'know. That chick who is even less predictable, more emotionally driven and (worst of all) probably smarter than regular women, and who might (augh) make you listen to her read her poetry (gods forbid).

Nail polish and french kissing?

you are the BEST GRRRL EVER. Color me, wholeheartedly, there.

So. Don't grrrls also do, like, confessional gossip and stuff? Cause I'm just busting with something. Let's play truth or dare.

Truth question: What were your opinions of sex after the very first time you tried it?

bj

I had a pretty good first time in a bed and all ... yeah it did hurt some but he gave me time and yeah it was good

Here's the deal.

I always knew I had a bit of a Thing for kilts. Men in them, to be specific. In fact, I am co-founder of the now international organization "The Kilt Posse" (Poplatiel Osculation Society) which is a group of women who nibble the backs of knees of men wearing kilts.

However, until last night, I have never had a chance to actually be in a room alone with a man wearing a kilt, someone who will offer me carte blanche.

Turns out I have a MAJOR, IMMENSE, UNCONTROLLED and RIDICULOUSLY SEVERE kilt fetish. And I do not use the term "fetish" lightly.

*fanself* It's bad. I'm not sure I can be in public around men in kilts anymore. I may not be able to control myself, now that I know what I Really want to do...

bj

I go to a lot of 'meets' with the chatroom people I talk to and most of these meets are in Scotland and a lot of the scottish guys wear the kilt and as they say nothing is worn under the kilt it's all in working order as proved by me sticking my camera under said kilt and taking a snap .......whoooooo hooooo what a picture that turned out to be!! Unfortunately the owner of the kilt asked me to delete it and so I did but let me just say BJ there it was in all it's glory ...
Now I have left the Purvy comment till last because an idea has been forming in my head of a grand party we could hold (in some secluded place) named ........ The Make Annie Come Party.... all hands on deck and no holds barred .......

 

[Eluard]

I haven't either. Maybe we should get a "pay it forward" naked picture trend going.

Me neither! What is this? Starve a Perv Month?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

You made me think of a pajama party (though I never practiced French-kissing at one--I never had to practice it, the skill was just sort of there).

I have a friend who used to post here, karmadog (a very funny guy--if you ever get bored, seach and read his Freakin Good Titles thread; it's a hoot), who was fascinated with pajama parties. He had pajama party fantasies.

Ok, here's another truth or dare cause I just remembered something funny.

Truth or Dare: When did you get your first dildo? Did you buy it? Was it a gift?

My Truth: Karmadog advised me on my first dildo purchase (yes, Champ, I know you're cracking up at the thought of this). I was a late bloomer on the sex toy thing (well the kind you buy), and k-doggy advised me. He sent me to some site that I'm sure is a man's fantasy of what kind of dildoes women want. They were all huge and um realistically fashioned. I told him he was nuts and I was not getting one of those things! I ended up getting one from here, a much more grrrl-friendly kinda place.

Hey that site tells you how to suck a strap on ......why the hell would anyone want to? And finding a man's prostate so I am thinking why is a man's G spot stuck up there anyway?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Nice hat!!

heh heh. Thanks!

I go to a lot of 'meets' with the chatroom people I talk to and most of these meets are in Scotland and a lot of the scottish guys wear the kilt and as they say nothing is worn under the kilt it's all in working order as proved by me sticking my camera under said kilt and taking a snap .......whoooooo hooooo what a picture that turned out to be!! Unfortunately the owner of the kilt asked me to delete it and so I did but let me just say BJ there it was in all it's glory ...

I've ... um... made excuses to Check if the Kilt is Being Worn Properly any number of times, and of course gone as far as one would generally be allowed to go with that (given that most of the men I hang out with are pagans and perverts) but I've never actually had an uninterrupted, private interaction with a kilt before.

Now I have left the Purvy comment till last because an idea has been forming in my head of a grand party we could hold (in some secluded place) named ........ The Make Annie Come Party.... all hands on deck and no holds barred .......

*opens Magic Trunk, begins pulling out Interesting Toys*

I still have the first dildo I ever got. It was a very loving, if unrealistic, present from my "first husband" long ago. It's a beautifully carved and polished wooden affair, with a leather-wrapped handle and fur trim. And it's ridiculously large. Ange, you're right about the difference between what men think women want and what they're actually looking for, size-wise. It was very sweet of him.

*hmmm. Well, that would work nicely on Annie. And if I put that with it... Oh wait, there's that thing....*

bj

 

[Eluard]

I go to a lot of 'meets' with the chatroom people I talk to and most of these meets are in Scotland and a lot of the scottish guys wear the kilt and as they say nothing is worn under the kilt it's all in working order as proved by me sticking my camera under said kilt and taking a snap .......whoooooo hooooo what a picture that turned out to be!! Unfortunately the owner of the kilt asked me to delete it and so I did but let me just say BJ there it was in all it's glory ...

Just a nerdy historical note to bring down the heat levels here: Tartan kilts are not authentically Scottish highland wear — it is all b.s. They were invented by a 19th Century English (London) tailor and then adopted by Scottish nationalists in the 20th Century (mostly Americans with a Mac in their name!) as a symbol of "authentic" Scottish dress.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

You made me think of a pajama party (though I never practiced French-kissing at one--I never had to practice it, the skill was just sort of there).

I have a friend who used to post here, karmadog (a very funny guy--if you ever get bored, seach and read his Freakin Good Titles thread; it's a hoot), who was fascinated with pajama parties. He had pajama party fantasies.

Ok, here's another truth or dare cause I just remembered something funny.

Truth or Dare: When did you get your first dildo? Did you buy it? Was it a gift?

My Truth: Karmadog advised me on my first dildo purchase (yes, Champ, I know you're cracking up at the thought of this). I was a late bloomer on the sex toy thing (well the kind you buy), and k-doggy advised me. He sent me to some site that I'm sure is a man's fantasy of what kind of dildoes women want. They were all huge and um realistically fashioned. I told him he was nuts and I was not getting one of those things! I ended up getting one from here, a much more grrrl-friendly kinda place.

heh heh. Thanks!




I've ... um... made excuses to Check if the Kilt is Being Worn Properly any number of times, and of course gone as far as one would generally be allowed to go with that (given that most of the men I hang out with are pagans and perverts) but I've never actually had an uninterrupted, private interaction with a kilt before.



*opens Magic Trunk, begins pulling out Interesting Toys*

I still have the first dildo I ever got. It was a very loving, if unrealistic, present from my "first husband" long ago. It's a beautifully carved and polished wooden affair, with a leather-wrapped handle and fur trim. And it's ridiculously large. Ange, you're right about the difference between what men think women want and what they're actually looking for, size-wise. It was very sweet of him.

*hmmm. Well, that would work nicely on Annie. And if I put that with it... Oh wait, there's that thing....*

bj

That could take some time unless it buzzzzzzzzzes

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Just a nerdy historical note to bring down the heat levels here: Tartan kilts are not authentically Scottish highland wear — it is all b.s. They were invented by a 19th Century English (London) tailor and then adopted by Scottish nationalists in the 20th Century (mostly Americans with a Mac in their name!) as a symbol of "authentic" Scottish dress.

quit that. I like the heat levels in here.

Just lie to me and tell me you're wearing a kilt right now. I don't care what tartan it is or anything.

I even like these.

I'll lie to you about what I'm wearing if you lie to me about what you're wearing.

bj

 

[unpredictablebijou]

That could take some time unless it buzzzzzzzzzes

They all buzz, dollface. At various and adjustable levels. And different angles.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

With a hairy sporran? Don't forget the Irish kilt

 

[UnderYourSpell]

They all buzz, dollface. At various and adjustable levels. And different angles.

bj

Depends where you put them *giggle*

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Depends where you put them *giggle*

Bet I could make some pretty educated guesses.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

*giggles some more*

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*giggles some more*

*drags Magic Trunk into back room*

c'mere.

brb

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

gets comfy ermmm can Leon hold my hand?

 

[Angeline]

Hey that site tells you how to suck a strap on ......why the hell would anyone want to? And finding a man's prostate so I am thinking why is a man's G spot stuck up there anyway?

Um this guy I know says watching a woman suck a strap-on is wildly erotic. Not that I'd know or anything.

 

[LeBroz]

It's funny. I've noticed that with a lot of things, the second time is way better than the first. Lotsa pressure, that first time.

Hi Champie! Welcome to the Pervy Grrrls Afternoon Frothy Boat Drink Party! Any questions for the grrrls (I'm busy practicing french kissing over here, but just poke me if you need me).

bj


eta: I wonder if UYS is done with Leon yet. I'd like to hump his leg again, first for that excellent haiku education he's been giving in the Archive thread, and second for the little bistro product placement.

*hump hump*

Y'all been having waaaaaay too much fun in here while I've been off studying {personal quest; not structured}.

Haiku was fun to do but if you write it I'm sure the pure hell is editing it to catch the true spirit of the haiku form.

Okay ~ I'm up (groan - pun intended) for a little leg humping — my second favorite pleasure pasttime.

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[UnderYourSpell]

Um this guy I know says watching a woman suck a strap-on is wildly erotic. Not that I'd know or anything.

Course not innocent young thing like you

 

[Angeline]

Just a nerdy historical note to bring down the heat levels here: Tartan kilts are not authentically Scottish highland wear — it is all b.s. They were invented by a 19th Century English (London) tailor and then adopted by Scottish nationalists in the 20th Century (mostly Americans with a Mac in their name!) as a symbol of "authentic" Scottish dress.

Party pooper!